jesus is my prozac

I’m very late in blogging that the irrepressible Chuck Tryon came to visit last weekend. BBQ was eaten, films were watched, bands were seen, and a good time was had by all.

“Could Be Anything,” by The Eames Era

let down

by Radiohead

I’ve always thought of this as a song about disappointment, so it’s appropriate that the copy available on YouTube is plagued with static and silence towards the end.

voilà!

Thank you for the suggestions. Yesterday on the way home, I stopped at the grocery store and bought a bouquet of flowers that ended up being big enough for two vases. This evening I tried my hand at taking a picture of them.

Flowers

A walk to the library resulted in both an audio book for additional walks as well as a graphic novel for escapist reading.

On the way there, I ran into my neighbor and suggested his family and another neighbor have dinner at my place this Sunday.

There’s still room for one more suggestion.